The Greatest Gift

  Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels,
but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a
  clanging cymbal.

  And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand
all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith,
  so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I
am nothing.

  And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and
though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it
  profits me nothing.

  Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy, love
does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave
  rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no
evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth;
  bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, en-
dures all things.

  Love never fails. But whether there are prophecies, they
will fail; whether there are tongues, they will cease; whether
there is knowledge, it will vanish away.

  For we know in part and we prophesy in part. But when
that which is perfect has come, then that which is in part will
  be done away.

  When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a
child, I thought as a child, but when I became a man, I put
  away childish things.

  For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face.
Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also
  am known.

And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest
  of these is love.

--1 Corinthians 13
[The Love Chapter]